Leaving her hands on her hips, her perfect breasts glimmered in the light, softly reflecting off the bare sheen of sweat that graced her body. She was...pierced through her nipples, which seemed to draw focus inwards, away from the curves of her body, her small soft breasts, and into the very inner her, as if her sexual energy could be glimpsed at these center points on her body. As I watched, she let her hands trace themselves upwards over her belly, across her belly button, finally resting. Canshe ever know? ?You have five minutes left.? She washes her face and begins to brush her teeth. He getsup from his bed and walks to the bathroom as she finishes up. He stands behindher and looks at her in the mirror as he presses his body into hers. Embracingher, he pulls her in tight against his skin and pulls her head back, kissesher, and slides his tongue against hers. As he pulls back from their kiss, heslides a finger into her pussy and one into her mouth. ?I love your holes. Looking. It’s getting too crowded.”“Yeah,” Murielle agreed, sounding somewhat surly. “This morning I woke up with a skewer stuck in my rump!”“A skewer?” Alicia asked, raising her eyebrows.“Yeah! You know,” exclaimed the girl, “one of those long wooden things you put meat on for, uh, grilling? Tia thought that was ‘ooh, sooo funny’!”“She stuck a skewer up your ass?”“No! She stuck it...” Murielle fumed, not knowing how to explain, then stuck her finger into her thick, meaty rump on her right side. “Right. ?Tanz f?r mich!?Claire begann zu tanzen, zueiner imagin?ren Musik, entbl??t, voller Scham vor der fremden Frau, die siegerade erst kennen gelernt hatte, die sie nicht kannte, der sie nicht vertrauenkonnte, in deren Kopf sie nicht schauen konnte, deren Motivation sie nichtkannte. Claire wusste nicht, was kommen w?rde, was geschehen w?rde, sie wusstenur, dass sie sich aufgeben musste, dass sie zu gehorchen hatte, dass sie sichhingeben musste. Die Kommandos zerschnittendie Luft. ?Spreiz die.